Era: After foreseeing the future, I changed my fate using spatial abilities.

Chapter 142 Believe
Emotionally, they all hoped that everything could be done in time, but rationally they clearly told her that even if they found someone to help right now, they might not be able to get there in time.

All we can do now is pray and see if God will grant us a glimmer of hope.

Physically, they couldn't compare to Yanbei, so by the time the two of them arrived, the two had already finished their phone calls.

"Suning!"

In a panic, Fu Jiaming ignored the bicycle, which had not yet come to a complete stop, and rushed straight to the wheel, grabbing the wobbling handlebars, completely disregarding his crushed toes.

"Suning, is the information you received reliable? My old man did this because of my older brother and sister? What exactly happened to them, and what will happen at the suburban temple?"

"I'm sorry, I can't talk about Jiaming's information. As for the news, if you trust me, just know that it's absolutely reliable."

This is the future as seen from his perspective; she had no way of knowing what had happened before.

I don't know how Fu Jiadan and Fu Qianqian ended up in that person's hands.

The Tong family, operating in the shadows, is truly ruthless; they hire vicious and desperate criminals.

The hand bone that was sent to threaten Fu Rong's eldest son was real, and the piece of flesh that his daughter cut off from his thigh was also real.

This is because these two places each have a birthmark that represents the true identity of the two people.

If it weren't for this bloody truth, how could Fu Rong have made such a painful choice?

Even if it means betraying his brother, he would still be willing to apologize and then turn against him to make amends, even if it means risking the Fu family or his own life.

But he is also a father, provided that his children are safe and sound.

But he had no idea what kind of hell awaited him after he arrived at the agreed meeting place, in order to break down his psychological defenses.

"Jiaming, trust Brother Wei and the others!"

Yan Bei patted his back hard, the intense emotional turmoil causing a throbbing pain in his forehead and temples.

The current situation is something no one wants to see, and the worst possible consequences are something they cannot afford to bear.

"Yan Qi, you...you can't blame this old man..."

He tried to force a smile, but his face, covered in bruises, revealed a look that was both crying and laughing, which was quite unsettling.

"sorry."

I'm sorry that I didn't choose to follow my heart or firmly believe in the first place.

Yan Bei pressed his hand firmly against his, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Fu Jiaming grasped the hand that was on his shoulder and said the same thing.

"sorry."

Regardless of whether it was because of his older siblings, the old man did it out of desperation, and he did indeed do something that was unfair to the Yan family.

This apology is something the Fu family owes to everyone in the Yan family.

Luo Shuangshuang covered her mouth and tears streamed down her face. She didn't know why, but she couldn't control herself when she saw this scene.

Perhaps it was out of worry, or perhaps it was out of admiration.

With teary eyes, she looked back at Su Ning, whose eyes were also red, and silently hooked her fingers with her other hand: hoping that they would never have to face such a choice again.

……

Time is passing in the waiting, and every second is agonizing.

As the night deepened, the howling wind grew stronger, making the trees along the riverside street rustle loudly.

The sky was dark and starless, the gradually round moon was half-hidden, and its soft silver light could not dispel the thick clouds.

"Ling ring ring~"

"Lingling~"

Two and a half hours later, the phone finally rang inside the house.

Realizing what was happening, Fu Jiaming jumped up from the ground, almost falling over in his haste, but was caught in time by Yan Bei beside him.

After entering the house, I received a phone call and listened to the message from the other end.

Fu Jiaming's strength dissipated in an instant, and his legs gave way, causing him to collapse to the ground with a thud.

"Jiaming!" "Xiyou!"

Luo Shuang tried to catch him quickly, but her strength was limited, and she was pulled down as a cushion.

Yan Bei slipped his hands under his armpits and lifted him up, then dragged him to a chair next to him.

Seeing that Su Ning had already helped Luo Shuangshuang up, whose face was all scrunched up, he turned around and picked up the hanging receiver.

"Hey, Brother Wei, this is Yanbei. How are Uncle Fu and the others doing?"

"Uncle Fu suffered a severe head injury and is currently undergoing emergency treatment. As for Jia Dan and Qian Qian... I'm sorry I arrived too late, they are also in surgery now. The doctor said their condition is not optimistic."

"What about those people?"

"All dead."

"Thank you, Brother Wei." Glancing at Fu Jiaming, whose eyes were lifeless and empty, and then turning to Yan Bei, who had been suppressing his anger after hanging up the phone, Su Ning let go of Luo Shuangshuang's hand and walked up to him.

"Yanbei?"

Yan Bei slowly shook his head, his face extremely pale. He opened his mouth for a long time before finally uttering, "It's not very optimistic."

The situation is not optimistic, meaning they are still alive and haven't lost their lives yet?

"All three are in critical condition?"

"Ah."

Thinking of the knife wounds on Fu Jiadan and Fu Qianqian's bodies after they were tortured to death in the scene, and Fu Rong's step-by-step compromise and self-harm without any mercy for the lives of his children, and the final fatal blow to the head.

"Quick, give me the phone!"

……

Huaijiang Alley, Shanghai.

The Zhang family members, who had gone to bed early, were sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, there was a loud knocking on the front door. The first to hear the noise were Zhang Fu and his wife, who had shallow sleep.

Hu Yingtao put her arm around Xiao Qiu beside her and patted her gently with her other hand, whispering to her husband, "Go and see who it is? It's so late at night, they must have something urgent."

"Ah."

Zhang Fu casually threw on a coat, then quickly got out of bed and groped his way out of the room in the dark. Only when he got outside did he see his son, who had also been awakened and gotten up.

The father and son did not speak, but went straight to the gate and opened it.

"Uncle Qu?"

"Hey, Xiaoqi, I got your phone number. A comrade named Su Ning wants you to take the glass gourd that was sent to Xiaoqiu and rush to the Second Hospital to save someone named Fu Rong. It's extremely urgent."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you, Uncle Qu!"

Upon hearing that the rescue was extremely urgent, the hearts of Zhang and his son pounded.

"I'm going to get the gourd that Xiaoqiu hid. You quickly change your clothes and bring the cart out!"

"Ok!"

The Zhang father and son, who had been acting separately, met up at their doorstep as quickly as possible.

Carefully placing the gourd handed to him by his father into his shirt pocket, Zhang Qi lifted his long legs, straddled the bicycle, and rode quickly out of the alley.

This gourd was a Mid-Autumn Festival gift sent by Suning, and it contains a secret medicine passed down through generations of the Su family.

The letter said it was just in case, since Xiao Qiu was still young and her parents were old, and if she bumped or bruised herself, this would have a very good healing effect.

The Zhang family was touched by her thoughtfulness when they received the gift, but they weren't so curious about the Su family's secret medicine.

It's fortunate that I wasn't curious back then, otherwise they would have used the secret medicine in the gourd to study it out of curiosity, and we would be in real trouble at this critical moment.

Arriving at the hospital at breakneck speed, Zhang Qi bumped into Wei Jin, who had been waiting at the entrance since receiving the news.

"Is it Zhang Qi, Comrade Zhang?"

After quickly confirming each other's information, the two sent the medicine from the gourd into the operating room.

Fortunately, the Su family's ancestral secret medicine was indeed surprisingly effective, and Zhang Qi arrived just in time, so Fu Rong and the other two were able to save their lives for the time being.

"Doctor, what do you mean by 'temporarily'?"

Before Wei Jin could even feel happy, the attending physician's gasping words left him flustered, and he quickly pressed, "Didn't you say that as long as the bleeding stopped..."

"Comrade, don't get agitated. Although the bleeding from their wounds has stopped, they are all seriously injured and have not yet passed the critical period."

"Now we're sending all the patients to the intensive care unit. If they get through tonight without any unexpected problems, then things will be stable."

"Thank you doctor."

……

After an incredibly long night, dawn finally broke and the sky brightened.

Fu Jiaming and the others finally received the definite news: Fu Rong and his son had both been successfully rescued.

but…

Fu Rong was so badly injured that he was only conscious very rarely and spent most of his time in a coma.

Fu Jiadan lost several fingers, and all the tendons in his hands and feet were severed, rendering him a cripple.

As for Fu Qianqian, she suffered immense physical and mental torment, to the point that her will to live was too weak and she ultimately did not survive.

Looking at Fu Jiaming, who was crying like a child and in so much pain he couldn't breathe, the three of them were equally heartbroken.

“Suning, I’ll go back to Shanghai with him.”

Shaking her head, Su Ning wiped her eyes, trying to compose herself. "I'm afraid you can't move now even if you want to. I'll go back to the machine factory with you to see what the situation is like. As for Jiaming..."

Luo Shuangshuang sniffed hard and nodded to the two people looking over. "I'm his girlfriend, so I'll definitely be there for him in this situation. Don't worry, I'll go back and tell my family and then I'll go with him to Shanghai."